Sex Workers: Part One, Hookers.
I fuck hookers. I have fucked a lot of them. Expensive and cheap, good and bad, I fuck hookers.
If you are fucking a hooker for the first time, there is always risk involved. Some are risks you think of like, will she be the girl in the photos and others that explode, and you have to react, like there was never a girl and this is a trap luring you to a secluded place to rob you. Shit happens.
This will be my rambling series discussing the topic of sex workers. Do not expect literary cohesiveness, or actual direction. This series is the incoherent ramblings of a man smoking weed and writing what comes to mind about his personal experiences fucking hookers. If you want "Pride and Prejudice" this ain't it.
Hookers are people selling you access to their bodies for sexual purposes. There are adds across the internet that can put you in touch with them. I like skipthegames. I have rules about fucking hookers. These are a hodge podge of my hooker rules.
Never pay to fuck an ugly hooker. You are paying for it, don't waste your money.
Hookers are not called hookers anymore, they are 'sex workers' or 'providers.' I am cool with that. My sexual perversion is multiple guys with one girl and not all providers actually provide that service. So, you have to ask. If you are going to pay money to fuck a woman, then she has to be of a certain... standard. Right? Don't pay to fuck an ugly hooker. I am not going to pay money to have sex with someone I am not attracted to. I am not in desperate need of finding women who are attracted to me, rather I am in need of a partner who would agree to my perverse fetish without hesitation or judgement. At least judgement to my face. I mean, it is a transaction. She can still judge you, but she is agreeing to do the thing, so it is an equally agreed perverse thing and she can say "What a freak," but if she agrees to do the thing... then she's a hot freak just like you, right?
So, it goes like... "I want to take you to a strip club and watch you flirt with and pick up a stranger, and then invite him to come fuck in the cheap motel across the parking lot" and she says, "Yeah sure that's $500." Done. No judgement. Transaction. Cum money.
Now speaking from experience, your perversion needs to find the right provider. So, you have to have that conversation with them. In my case, multiple creampie situations is a hard fetish to actualize in real world relationships and have that relationship survive. I have tried. The answer is a sex worker. Flew to Memphis once for a gangbang. Her name was Kitty. I had met her in Raleigh. She said she was from Memphis and had just got there, that I was the first guy she had seen in Raleigh. She had this blazing shock of heavily died purplish red hair that night with crazy stripper level eye makeup. The first night we met at her hotel room, she answered in ankle strapped stilettos and sheer thigh highs. I asked her for a threesome with a 'friend' I had downstairs if I doubled our fee, and she said yes. She's 4'11 and maybe 95, pounds, but my god she has the greatest pussy on Earth. I have seen Kitty many times over the years. A few years later I reached out to see if she were available to have a small group. She agreed and I arranged some things. We had an add on craigslist. I fucked her with seven guys. Bareback. Creampies. Multiple. It was gloriously and disturbingly rewarding feeling her pussy like that. Sex will never be the same. She was so swollen and dirty sticky with cum before I had her... I did love her dirty. Of course, that little get together set me back a pretty penny because she was not inexpensive, and I paid two of these guys to show up. The rest were from the add. It was my fetish and a brilliant moment of lust colliding with means and d**gs... we did X. I licked coke into her pussy. I smoked weed... She's a 4'11 sex machine that will not stop until you have cum... like three or four times... each of those guys did. Her I dvped her with two different guys, rubbed cocks in her pussy reverse cowgirl, and felt them both cum. Hot.
Writing when you are stoned and horny produces stories like this... all over the place.
Finding a sex provider can be tricky. There are online sites which provide access to adds. Even these adds can be misleading. Some, as mentioned earlier are traps set by evil doers who will take advantage of your perversion and assume you will not peruse legal repercussions due to the i*****l nature of sex working coupled with shame or guilt you may harbor over the intimate nature of your particular perversion. So you are a macho married guy but you secretly are bi and enjoy male lovers. OK, no biggie. There are providers for that. When you agree to visit a provider there is risk that the person in the photo is not who you are engaging with via text or phone. I never click on photos that have too much production value. Look for stolen photos. Look for a history of this provider, how often have they posted? Is this the only add you can find for this provider? Red flag. Look in other geographic locations and see if you see the same photos. Red flag. If you want a virtual provider, that is one thing, but if you want to meet, you need to pay attention to the add you are reading. Whether they have a local area code means nothing, as sex workers are transient due to the legality issues of their work. Look at the photos, look at the electrical plugs in the photos, are they typical US plugs or are they European? Red Flag. When engaging for the first time it's more of a scouting mission to determine if this person is real and if they provide my fetish. If not, move on. Any resistance is a Red Flag. Move on.
I will be adding stories and ideas brought about by my experiences with sex workers. Please leave comments or share stories. Send a friend request.
If you are fucking a hooker for the first time, there is always risk involved. Some are risks you think of like, will she be the girl in the photos and others that explode, and you have to react, like there was never a girl and this is a trap luring you to a secluded place to rob you. Shit happens.
This will be my rambling series discussing the topic of sex workers. Do not expect literary cohesiveness, or actual direction. This series is the incoherent ramblings of a man smoking weed and writing what comes to mind about his personal experiences fucking hookers. If you want "Pride and Prejudice" this ain't it.
Hookers are people selling you access to their bodies for sexual purposes. There are adds across the internet that can put you in touch with them. I like skipthegames. I have rules about fucking hookers. These are a hodge podge of my hooker rules.
Never pay to fuck an ugly hooker. You are paying for it, don't waste your money.
Hookers are not called hookers anymore, they are 'sex workers' or 'providers.' I am cool with that. My sexual perversion is multiple guys with one girl and not all providers actually provide that service. So, you have to ask. If you are going to pay money to fuck a woman, then she has to be of a certain... standard. Right? Don't pay to fuck an ugly hooker. I am not going to pay money to have sex with someone I am not attracted to. I am not in desperate need of finding women who are attracted to me, rather I am in need of a partner who would agree to my perverse fetish without hesitation or judgement. At least judgement to my face. I mean, it is a transaction. She can still judge you, but she is agreeing to do the thing, so it is an equally agreed perverse thing and she can say "What a freak," but if she agrees to do the thing... then she's a hot freak just like you, right?
So, it goes like... "I want to take you to a strip club and watch you flirt with and pick up a stranger, and then invite him to come fuck in the cheap motel across the parking lot" and she says, "Yeah sure that's $500." Done. No judgement. Transaction. Cum money.
Now speaking from experience, your perversion needs to find the right provider. So, you have to have that conversation with them. In my case, multiple creampie situations is a hard fetish to actualize in real world relationships and have that relationship survive. I have tried. The answer is a sex worker. Flew to Memphis once for a gangbang. Her name was Kitty. I had met her in Raleigh. She said she was from Memphis and had just got there, that I was the first guy she had seen in Raleigh. She had this blazing shock of heavily died purplish red hair that night with crazy stripper level eye makeup. The first night we met at her hotel room, she answered in ankle strapped stilettos and sheer thigh highs. I asked her for a threesome with a 'friend' I had downstairs if I doubled our fee, and she said yes. She's 4'11 and maybe 95, pounds, but my god she has the greatest pussy on Earth. I have seen Kitty many times over the years. A few years later I reached out to see if she were available to have a small group. She agreed and I arranged some things. We had an add on craigslist. I fucked her with seven guys. Bareback. Creampies. Multiple. It was gloriously and disturbingly rewarding feeling her pussy like that. Sex will never be the same. She was so swollen and dirty sticky with cum before I had her... I did love her dirty. Of course, that little get together set me back a pretty penny because she was not inexpensive, and I paid two of these guys to show up. The rest were from the add. It was my fetish and a brilliant moment of lust colliding with means and d**gs... we did X. I licked coke into her pussy. I smoked weed... She's a 4'11 sex machine that will not stop until you have cum... like three or four times... each of those guys did. Her I dvped her with two different guys, rubbed cocks in her pussy reverse cowgirl, and felt them both cum. Hot.
Writing when you are stoned and horny produces stories like this... all over the place.
Finding a sex provider can be tricky. There are online sites which provide access to adds. Even these adds can be misleading. Some, as mentioned earlier are traps set by evil doers who will take advantage of your perversion and assume you will not peruse legal repercussions due to the i*****l nature of sex working coupled with shame or guilt you may harbor over the intimate nature of your particular perversion. So you are a macho married guy but you secretly are bi and enjoy male lovers. OK, no biggie. There are providers for that. When you agree to visit a provider there is risk that the person in the photo is not who you are engaging with via text or phone. I never click on photos that have too much production value. Look for stolen photos. Look for a history of this provider, how often have they posted? Is this the only add you can find for this provider? Red flag. Look in other geographic locations and see if you see the same photos. Red flag. If you want a virtual provider, that is one thing, but if you want to meet, you need to pay attention to the add you are reading. Whether they have a local area code means nothing, as sex workers are transient due to the legality issues of their work. Look at the photos, look at the electrical plugs in the photos, are they typical US plugs or are they European? Red Flag. When engaging for the first time it's more of a scouting mission to determine if this person is real and if they provide my fetish. If not, move on. Any resistance is a Red Flag. Move on.
I will be adding stories and ideas brought about by my experiences with sex workers. Please leave comments or share stories. Send a friend request.
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